I run out of the car to see the front right tire completely flat. To the rim. I dash inside the house and yell (before I made it all the way inside), "Dave fire up the motorcycle I need a ride to school."
Dave was in his pjs (his day off) but I have never seen him get dressed so fast. We were on the motorcycle on our way to my school in 2 minutes flat (no pun intended).
That was the easy part.
Have you ever ridden on a motorcycle in 45 degree weather with no sunglasses on or face cover for your eyes? I have 2 words for you ladies...smeared mascara. Also crazy hair.
Welcome to day 2 of work. I am sure my boss loved introducing me to the higher ups, "This is Jessica, she was a lot more hygenic when we first hired her."
